Prolouge

Renova, the region of artisans and ideals. Many tourists come to see the historic local sites, and scenic views. Yet, mostly come to see Renova's main feature, its local pokemon. Unlike other regions whos enviroments support specific pokemon, Renova supports almost every single pokemon species. Many trainers flock here hoping to catch exotic pokemon they haven't seen before, others come to prove their skills of being the best. That was when the Pokemon League decided to host the Renaissance Cup, a tournament of high standing and masterful skill. Unlike the usaul requirement of winning and earning eight gym badges, challengers must collect 18 badges to prove their worthy of entering the tournament. Some say this is a high bar to overcome, others say this is a true screening to find out who truely is the best. But...will a ancient prophcey foretold long ago...finally unfold?

Chapter 1

The Three Ideals

Riding across the battlefield on his noble Rapidash, the Purple armored knight rode on to save the princess from the clutches of the evil sorcerer. Along side him was his partner Quilson, the mighty Typhlosion in purple armor as well. He charged across the scarred ground and aimed straight for the Sorcerer's dark champion...The Black Knight. The Black Knight, in his demonic spiked battle armor, soon charged as well. In mere moments before the two knights clash in a brutal melee...

"Mizu, Watergun!"A female voice said as a forceful stream of water hit Logan in the face. Sputtering out water, and shaking off the shock of waking up abruptly, "Wha-who did that?!" He demanded. He noticed a small white otter near his feet, then looked up and saw a fair skinned girl, with long black hair, green eyes, wearing a light blue t-shirt with a black vest over it, and black jeans with white shoes, standing over him with a mischievous smile.

"Oh uh...hi Satsuki..." He manages to say.

"Hi Logan, you know what happens when you sleep under this tree right?" She said with a grin.

"Um...I get water-gunned by Mizu?" He replied and the oshawatt nodded in return.

"Yep." She said and Mizu used Watergun on Logan again. Again, he sputtered out water from his mouth. Some of the water fell onto a small sleeping form near him, waking it up with a yawn. It sneezed and some flames sparked from its back, it then looked over and waved at Mizu in greetings. The oshawatt waved back in response and smiled, "Nice nap Quilson?"

The cyndaquil yawned again, "Yeah...until I got wet."

"Sorry bout that, but hey, orders are orders." Mizu said and shrugged.

"Meh, it happens." Quilson said and yawned again.

"Come on Satsuki, I was having a good dream." Logan said as he got up and brushed himself off.

"Try having your dream under a different tree then." She said and just before she could say more, a ringing sound interrupted her. She pulled out a flat rectangular device and flipped it open. "Hello Jonah, whats up?"

"Did you find Logan yet? I got us a ride to the next town over, but its leaving soon, so hurry up!"

"Be quiet, I found him, wheres our ride?" She said calmly.

"Its at the main entrance of the town-Flash don't pick a fight with the local-"Click, the call ended before he could finish. She sighed and closed the device, then put it back in her pocket. "Well you heard him Logan, were gonna miss our ride if we don't go now." She headed off with Mizu in tow behind her. "Hey wait Satsuki, wait up!" He said as he picked up Quilson and ran off after her. "Here we go again." Quilson said to himself.

A slim, lanky boy sat waiting on the back of a pickup truck full of poke-food, holding a bored looking Charmander on his lap. To most people, he didn't seem like much, with short, scruffy chestnut hair, blue eyes, and fair-skinned. When people notice his clothes, he seems even more ordinary, wearing a a red hoodie, blue jeans, and brown hiking shoes. "This is so BORING." The charmander said out loud and pouted, "I told you not to fight with the wild pokemon around here Flash."

"Why not? You told me I my ancestors were great warriors! That I'm descended from them! How can I prove I am, when you won't even let me battle other pokemon?!" He demanded his trainer.

"117." Jonah replied as his answer.

"What?" Flash said confused.

"Thats how many times you said that to me." Jonah said with a sigh.

"You actually kept track?" He said astounded by his trainers memory skills. He nodded, "Yep, you tell the world this 24/7. Even though me and two other people can only understand you say that." His statement was answered by silence and a angry look. He then soon heard running feet ahead of him and saw his two best friends heading towards him. "Took you long enough!" Jonah yelled to them.

"I told you I find him scruffy!" Satsuki yelled back with a smile.

"My name is not scruffy!" Jonah yelled back angrily.

"Of course it is," she hopped onto the truck with ease,"scruffy." Logan then soon hopped onto the truck, with not much ease. Mizu jumped and Satsuki caught him, logan readjusted himself and sat down. "Were here, hehehe." Logan said with a smile. Jonah sighed and called to the driver they were all ready. The truck soon sputtered into a slow start and started rolling along the dirt road, heading for the first town of their journey. Looking back, they could see their hometown, Hope Springs, shrinking into the distance behind them. Many memories were being left behind, but new ones were in the process of being made with these three trainers, as they headed forward, their adventure unfolding before them.